Building a better mouse trap

I may have mentioned that my car hasn't been running. This is a picture of my car,not running, one month ago. I have/had determined that it is a battery/electrical problem.

I was going to just get a new battery, but then I checked to see how much a battery cost. I decided I should see if jump starting it would work.

These are my new jumper cables. They were considerably cheaper than a new battery.

This is an air freshener called freedom. Me and Ben wondered what freedom smelled like. I'm having terrible de-ja-vu right now, I feel like I already made this joke.

I jump started the car (without electrocuting myself). While I was parking the other car my car stopped running.

This is the set up for my Halloween themed mobile.

It involved a lot of unused fishing equipment.

I thought it was pretty clever.

The mobile is about as effective as I was at catching fish.

I caught this fish at the supermarket.

This is my Halloween themed mobile. Actually this was only the first version of the mobile. Once I took it down to pack it for shipment to my parents, it got completely tangled and needed to be redone.

Here I am moving very quickly.

It's like fishing, minus nature. I would have said minus fish, but as we all know, I can't catch a fish.

Hippie Music Fair

The gang/part of the gang/a gang went down to Grants Pass, Oregon to help Sam at a hippie music fair.

The festival was held on the Rouge river, but, I forgot my fishing equipment (we will note it has been quite some time since the last time I didn't catch any fish).

Lee Ann was a Jr. Bass Master. We are going to go fishing and we will catch very large fish because she knows what she's doing.

Grants Pass's downtown area has decorated bears throughout. They are like those cows in Chicago.

Me & Lee Ann stopped and got margaritas before heading back to work.

Then we ate some of these mushrooms.

Lee Ann had missed most of her shift.

It was fine though. We played some Frisbee.

This was one of many hippie-jam-bands performing this afternoon.

In front of the stage stood a lone hippie dancer (this is NOT a picture of said dancer).

I have plans for my own hippie-jam-band/death metal band; we will be called Didgeridoom.

A view from the eye of the hippie dance storm.

The band did an encore jam with all of their friends. The jam lasted three hours.

We had all planned to go camping after the fair.

Our car was too tiered to go camping so Maggie & David went out on their own.

On the drive back; Ben and Lindsey argued about "Spin Classes".

We later found out that Maggie & David had ended up camping in a day use area.

Stealing for Jesus

Lucy's pool seems to have expelled it contents.

I drove out to The Sandy to go fishing.

All the signs pointed in contradictory directions. So, I drove around in circles.

I eventually found a body of water, attempted to catch fish, lost lures, and blamed my lack of success on some noisy dogs splashing in the water near by.

On my way "back" I stopped at a lake/reservoir. While I did not loose any lures here, I also didn't catch any fish. I was eventually chased away by a pack of angry ducks.

At some point I realized that Roseburg has plenty of fishing. So, while I'm in Portland I should be doing city things.

This bumper sticker said something like; 3 nails, 2 logs, 1 Jesus, 0 fun. or maybe it said something else, I'm not sure.

Wherever I had ended up was not really anywhere near where I had planned to be.

On my way back to Portland I stopped at various thrift stores and stole things when I felt the prices were too high.

While these strikers with "witty sayings" are extremely un-funny. I do like the trashy-butterfly-lower-back-temporary-tattoos.

This thrift store was warehouse filled with mediocre crap. I did get a shirt that is not dissimilar from a shirt I already own. They also had an organ similar to one of the organs I have, only less good. They were trying to get like $200 for it. Like hell I say.

At a Goodwill or Salvation army I found a wood burning kit (wood burning is a hobby that society has, for the most part, decided is stupid. The kit comes with a soldering iron (wood burner), some patterns (there was one of people playing football, now that wood look awesome burned into a piece of wood!), and scraps of wood and leather (wood burners also work as leather burners). Anyway, I wont go into why I know so much/anything about wood burning, but inside the kit I found a scrap of leather that someone had burned the name Scarlet into, I think it was determined to be a failure because someone had gotten a little overzealous on the A. I decided that if anyone were to buy the kit they, most likely, would not want the Scarlet, so, I took it.

At the Goodwill I found a Pat Benatar tape with Love is a Battlefield and Hell is for Children on it and The Breakfast Club soundtrack. Goodwill (who are well known for their price gouging) was charging $2 a tape. Like hell I say. So I payed for one and stole the other.

Rough and tumble Roseburg

This is fishing lure I made. It involves feathers and yarn. I think it's supposed to look like a bug of some sort.

This lure is made out of dryer lint, it's supposed to resemble a hairball.

Because I am now such an outdoors man, my dad sent me this Swiss Army knife that he got as a gift from Get Smart. It's really a twofer, if my career as a fisherman/outdoorsy guy doesn't work out I can probably get a pretty penny for it on ebay

This appears to be nature...in action.

This is what we do with books in Roseburg.

These are giant cubes of cans.

At the pizza place there were some teenagers learning how to wipe tables poorly and act surly. This is how you can tell it is Summer.

I found this "thrift store" on the outskirts of town. They had tons of stuff and terrible lighting. I got a bike rack for $5. Nobody working at the store quite understood how to work it. One guy standing there said that he thought one was supposed to hook it to their bumper, so I asked "what if your car doesn't have a bumper?"

This is Senor Scrappy. Maggie wants to re-name her Jenny. Like hell I say.